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Cap Comes Off
04:01
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The longer you bottle it up
The stronger it gets
It’s a violent wave
It’s a violent mistake
When the poison is boiling up
And the cap comes off
And hate floods over
Too late to stop
Always the feeling of being alone with software full of hardcore and fear of everyone
Feeding off the comment fields
Full of spite and jealousy
Want to take it to the streets
Show them what it’s like to be
What’s wrong, what are you high on?
Take your hand out your pocket, you carrying some?
Move away from the bag, get down on the ground think twice, it’s not alright
Not alright
Everything is out there to see how its done just load and aim it looks quite fun, no need to run
House full of evidence
Is not why the neck is tense
Well prepared for violence
Won’t be coming home again
What’s wrong, what are you high on?
Take your hand out your pocket, you carrying some?
Move away from the bag, get down on the ground, think twice, it’s not alright
Not alright, it’s not alright
They wont say you were right
They’ll say
What a waste i mean i knew he was crazy
Always alone, couldn’t keep a job
We all have dark days but hey, come on...
The longer you bottle it up
The stronger it gets
It’s a violent wave
It’s a violent mistake
When the poison is boiling up
The cap comes off
And hate floods over
Too late to stop
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2. |
Enjoy and Be Safe
03:01
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ts been a good run, been a fun one, not a dull one but i gotta run, gotta have a good one
That’s all, thanks for nothing
Enjoy and be safe
Turn that shit off.
Its been a good run, been a fun one, not a dull one but i gotta run, gotta have a good one
Its been a good run, been a fun one, not a dull one
That’s all, thanks for nothing
Enjoy and be safe
Turn that shit off.
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3. |
City Sick
03:24
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You still look good but you’re not who you were
Some of that charm is never to return
Still stuck in your traffic, but I don’t want to wait
Fed up with concrete drowned in bricks
All folks are cattle run by pigs
Still stuck in a city, where I don’t want to live
Give me grass on open fields
Somewhere in the smog I can see the trees
I Can’t wait to get out there, but the pigs wont let me leave
The worlds most empty bank account provides no shelter, not a solid ground
Your pockets are empty, and so are mine
It’s in my eyes
In my lungs
Can’t afford to,
Watch it grow
C I T Y S I C K, I’m in a place where I don’t want to be
It’s in my eyes
In my lungs
Can’t afford to,
Watch it grow
Get out,
Get out,
Get out,
Get out today
C I T Y S I C K, I’m in a place where I don’t want to be
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4. |
Last Light
03:18
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Until we are ashes
And our souls are free
We can’t sit still
It’s both a blessing and a curse
I breathe and I swallow the earth
I sneeze and spray the whole world
A broken memory is framed
Then it’s gone
Waiting for the seventh son
Just a little breath of fresh air
A battle lost, a battle won
Just run
Sunglasses stare into the sun
I never know what to wear
A battle lost, a battle won
Just wait, just wait
Yeah, just wait
Until our last light flashes
We’re just part of a dream
It’s worth the wait, but it’s not real
Nothing’s real
I breathe and I swallow the earth
I sneeze and spray the whole world
A broken memory is framed
Then it’s gone
Waiting for the seventh son
Just a little breath of fresh air
A battle lost, a battle won
Just run
Sunglasses stare into the sun
I never know what to wear
A battle lost, a battle won
Just wait
I’m never on my own
Everything grows on me
Everything grows on me
Just run
I’m never on my own
I’ve waited my whole life
Everything grows on me
Just run
Yeah, just run
Run!
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5. |
Ghost Down the Road
04:04
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I wish that you had known them before they went
Their colors and their shapes, nothing left
Someone so upset with himself can show such great affection for someone else
It’s just me, trying to get you home
Not ready to be nothing yet
I don’t know, unless I join, how to stop you all from vanishing
Ghost down the road, restless souls
I am right behind you, its getting old
The things I live to see, but can not share
Maybe I’ll explain if I see you there
I swear, I will come around
Just a couple things to finish first
I’m not scared
But a bit concerned
I want it to be something there
Don’t want it to be something dead
Not just bones and sand
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